


Brotherly Love

by Krashlyn



Category: Women's Soccer RPF
Genre: F/F, krashlyn - Freeform
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2014-04-29
Updated: 2014-08-10
Packaged: 2018-01-21 05:11:22
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Chapters: 2
Words: 5,049
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/1538912
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Krashlyn/pseuds/Krashlyn
Summary: <blockquote class="userstuff">
            <p>Disclaimer: when I wrote this, I didn't know Kyle didn't drink. My bad.</p>
          </blockquote>





	1. Kyle

**Summary for the Chapter:**

> Disclaimer: when I wrote this, I didn't know Kyle didn't drink. My bad.

You're skeptical of everyone she dates. You always have been. But you're especially cautious this time. This girl has a reputation for being a heart breaker. Allegedly. You haven't actually met her... yet. But you bite your tongue and tell Ali you can't wait to meet the girl she's been telling you so much about.

You're not sold. Not one bit. She is your rock, your inspiration, your driving force. But you're still protective of her. You're still her big brother. And that's what you think is going to happen- you're going to have to protect her. You think she's going to get her heart broken. But you decide to wait it out and see for yourself.

...

You're waiting for Ali to arrive at LAX. Ali and whatever-her-name-is. You don't even care because her reputation precedes her and you already know what she's like. A player. Just chasing a pretty girl.

You're looking down at your phone when you hear that unmistakable squeal and you look up just in time to catch her. The gleaming ball of energy that is Ali Krieger. You hold her in your arms and hug her tight. It's been too long.

She finally jumps down and hugs you again before turning around. _Oh, right, the girlfriend._ You think to yourself. Certain you're not willing to share your limited time with Ali. This girl gets so much time with Ali. She moved to Germany and back with Ali. Why do you need to share?

She takes the girl's hand and pulls her closer. You can tell Ali is nervous. It seems to you like good nerves- excitement. This is a big step for her. She pushes on.

"So... this is my girlfriend, Ashlyn. And Ashlyn, this is my brother, Kyle." Ali clenches her teeth in a smile as her girl extends her hand for yours.

"Nice to finally meet you, Kyle." She says confidently as you grab her hand to shake it. A good strong handshake she gives.

"You too." You say with a little more attitude than intended. You get yourself in check though. "Ali's told me a lot about you." She visibly blushes and her eyes meet Ali's before darting to the floor.

"I hope they were good things." She said through a smile as she slowly twisted her foot on the ground, proving a slight nervousness.

"Of course." You say blankly. _I'll see for myself if you're worth her time_.

Ali bumped shoulders with her and you restrain from rolling your eyes as you all walk toward baggage claim. Ashlyn grabbed her bag and then Ali's, slinging both over her shoulders.

"Ash, I can take that..." Ali offered but Ashlyn smiled and shook her off. _She is probably just trying to make a good impression_ , you think. _Suck up._ Ali rolls her eyes through a smile and doesn't mention it a second time. It makes you think this type of thing is a normal occurrence.

_Maybe she's not sucking up. Maybe._

On the drive back to your apartment she asks a few questions about your life in LA. She seems genuinely interested and you find it pretty easy to talk with her. When Ali joins in they talk their own banter- like they're the only two people in the car, or the world, but it's nice, even from an outside perspective.

They seem to connect easily- like they've known each other forever.

...

At your apartment, you have them put their things in the spare bedroom. Well, really it's Ashlyn who does it. She even takes Ali's sweatshirt from her so she can continue her conversation with you.

And when Ashlyn re-joins the conversation it's like she never left. She's attentive and interactive and you can see how she draws people in. A lot of it has to do with the eye contact and you notice she looks at Ali a little longer each time.

And when she does it's almost like her eyes are smiling.

...

After dinner, you all go back to the apartment and have a few beers. A low-key night due to their jet-lag. The three of you are sitting in the living room and talking a bunch of non-sense but it's still a lot of fun. You actually notice yourself talking to Ashlyn more and it almost makes you smile.

After fighting sleep for over an hour, Ali gives in and says she's going to bed, right in the middle of your conversation about a trip you took last year. A trip you loved. When she gets up, she extends a hand to Ashlyn who goes to take it but then pauses.

"Actually, I think I'm going to hang. Is that cool?" She asks and Ali gives her a surprised smile. A thankful smile. Like she was glad Ashlyn wanted to spend time with you.

"Of course." She says and Ashlyn stands to kiss her quickly on the cheek before Ali leaves for bed. You can tell Ashlyn purposely chose the cheek for your benefit.  
...

"Did you actually just ask her for permission?" You ask without thinking. A few drinks and you're more straight forward. Which is good because you plan on telling this girl if she messes with your sister she's going to regret it.

"Huh? Oh." She chuckles and blushes slightly. "Yea." She admits and smiles. "You know how Ali is- she calls the shots." She jokes but you can tell she's making light of it.

...

Your conversation goes on for another hour and the time flies because the back-and-forth between you two is effortless. Like you're life-long friends. And you actually think you might be becoming just that... friends. But it's not even midnight and you're out of beer.

"So... we're out of beer." You mention when you come back to the living room. You could easily call it a night but you enjoy hanging out with her.

"I mean. It would be a shame to waste this outfit on only dinner, right?" She points to herself implying she's ready to go out and that's not what you meant but you're definitely willing to do so.

...

The closest bar is two blocks away and even though you're only going for a little bit, Ashlyn writes a note in case Ali wakes up wondering where the two of you went. _She's awfully thoughtful when it comes to Ali._ You can't help but laugh to yourself. Not what you were expecting at all.

...

The girl behind the bar leans _real_ close to Ashlyn when she orders a drink but she doesn't seem to notice and turns to ask what you want. The girl gives her a look you know all too well. You don't bring attention to it. Not even when the girl brings the drinks over and says they're 'on her' with a wink.

Ashlyn gives her a sincere 'thank you' but nothing more and immediately turns back to you. "So then, I was like trying to find the..." She notices the look on your face. The look of 'you know that girl is hitting on you, right?' and she stops her story. "...What?"

You try to hide the look and pass it off. "Nothing. Sorry. Go on." And she hesitates for a second but continues anyway.

...

It's not until the bartender is back, blatantly hitting on her, that you realize this might be a normal occurrence for her. She plays it off. Talks to her straight. No more. No less. And this girl is hot. Even you know it. 

She finally has to help another customer and says she'll be right back. Reluctantly. And you're giving the look again.

"What?!" Ashlyn chuckles. 

"How do you not realize she's hitting on you?" You laugh.

"Oh... No, I know." She looks over her shoulder to make sure the girl can't hear. "Just gotta give them nothing to work with." She shrugs her shoulders. "Anyway... so finish your story. Sorry."

"She's hot." You point out.

"So? I have a girlfriend. Remember your sister? 5' 6" sarcastic little thing with a killer smile? Ali... I think her name is." She smiles but you know she's not smiling at her joke. She's smiling at the mention of Ali's name. 

"Whatever you say." You brush it off. You know she's not interested in this bartender. Or anyone else for that matter.

...

"I probably shouldn't tell you this but..." She considers whether or not to say anything but decides to go on. "I'm a pretty honest person so why hold back? I used to be kind of... not so nice to girls. Like... not mean to them, just... I wasn't into serious relationships and they always would say they understood and all but yea... they didn't." She admits.

"You were a player." You don't even ask- it's more of a statement. But you have to pretend you didn't already know this from investigation.

She smiles but you can tell there is regret behind it. "...Yea. I guess I was." She plays with the condensation on her glass to avoid eye contact.

"What changed?" You ask and you see the corner of her mouth turn up in a smile before she speaks.

"I met that 5' 6" sarcastic little thing with a killer smile." She says and her smile grows.

"And..." You're waiting for more.

"I- I don't know. Things changed. I changed. I wasn't interested in other girls. I stopped going out. I stopped partying. I wanted to be good for her. I didn't even notice I was doing all this. I always wanted to be around her. Literally always. Like- if that girl walked off the edge of a cliff I would follow."

You smile involuntarily and she catches it and blushes at her words.

"Yea, that was lame. I know." She chuckles.

"No, totally cute." You admit. "Just didn't know you had it in you." You joke.

"She brings it out." Ashlyn nods her head up and down. "I honestly didn't believe these feelings, the ones I have for her, existed. I've never felt this before. Love. It's crazy."

"Oh yea. Love is real, man." You pat her on the back. "But when it's good, it's the best."

She nods her head up and down. "It really is." She agrees as she takes a sip of her drink.

...

You order another round and the bartender seems disappointed it's you ordering this time and not her. Whatever.

"So... if you aren't interested in the bartender, why didn't you just tell her you have a girlfriend?" You ask, stating the obvious.

"So much easier the other way." She says casually and you look at her skeptically which causes her to raise an eyebrow. "Fine. Want to see what happens?" She asks but it sounds almost like a challenge and it reminds you of how Ali talks to you.

"Sure." You counter and laugh- waiting to see what she's getting at.

The girl comes back with the drinks and winks at Ashlyn before asking if she can "do anything else for her" and leans closer. You roll your eyes.

"I told my girlfriend I'd keep it low-key tonight but thanks." Ashlyn apologizes and the girl gives her a look.

"Doesn't look like she's here tonight, does it?" The bartender trails her finger across the top of Ashlyn's knuckles.

"She's not." Ashlyn pulls her hand away slowly. "But here or not, I have a girlfriend." She makes a point of it this time. 

You're fully entertained by this interaction. _Holy shit._

The girl stands up straight, obviously upset the conversation didn't go her way (she looks like the type who usually gets what she wants). She looks directly at you. "That's $18." She takes the money and doesn't even look at you guys for the rest of the night.

"Oh my god." Your jaw drops.

"Told you." She laughs.

"How does Alex react when that happens?"

"She thinks it's hilarious. I'm like- 'a little help here' and she's just laughing." She explains and she's obviously amused. "Or sometimes... she gives the girl a death stare." She laughs. 

"Alex? Death stare? Nooooo." You say sarcastically and you both laugh about it for a while.

...

"Ready to head back?" She asks when you both finish your drinks.

"Yea. Let's go." The two of you walk back to the apartment.

"Thanks for hanging out with me." She says on the way up the stairs.

"Anytime." You smile. "I had fun."

"We should do it again like... tomorrow?" She jokes since her and Ali are here for the next few days anyway.

"For sure." You high-five her and unlock the door. "You should invite your girlfriend so she doesn't feel left out." You tease and notice the banter between the two of you is going to be awesome.

...

 _Is it really morning already?_ You're not ready to get up but someone is making coffee and once you smell that you're as good as awake. The clock says 9:00am. So you figure it's acceptable to get up and ready.

"Morning, my dear." You whisper as you enter the kitchen to find Ali.

"Morning!" She beams. "How was your night?"

"It was good. We went to the bar for a couple." You yawn and take down two mugs for coffee.

"Yea, Ash told me when she came in." She smiled. She pours your coffee and then hers and gets out a third mug for later. "So..." She sits across from you at the counter and leans forward, both hands cupping her mug.

"What?" You ask but you know what she's hinting at.

"What do you think?"

"Oh." You decide to test something. "She's alright, I guess." You say plainly as you watch Ali's smile fade. Drastically. Like you just crushed her dreams.

"Okay..." She says quietly. Defeated. And you almost give in right then but you battle to keep a straight face. "You know your opinion is the most important to me, right?"

"I know. I just... I don't know. I don't see it."

You see a look in your sister's eyes. One you've only ever seen in her when she's on the pitch. Defensiveness.

"Then maybe you weren't looking close enough. Kyle, she's the best thing that ever happened to me. I wouldn't be the person or the player I am right now if it weren't for her."

"Alex-" You need to tell her you're kidding because she's actually getting upset.

"No! This is the happiest I've ever been. And you know what, maybe this time your opinion doesn't matter because I-"

"Alex! Stop..." You grab her hand and bite back a smile, feeling guilty for getting her so worked up. "I'm kidding." You say as you watch the fire in her eyes die down and turn to confusion. "I'm sorry. I'm just kidding." You apologize.

"Oh, you got jokes, huh? That's not funny!" She crosses her arms across her chest.

"I know. I didn't know you cared about her THAT much." You smile.

"Well... I do." She admits, still a little mad at you.

"She's great. I fully approve. In fact, if you ever break up with her- I will hate you." You tease and she lightens up a little, fighting a smile. "No, but seriously. She really loves you. She treats you like gold. She's been supportive of you every step of the way. How could I not approve?" You say sincerely and look into Ali's eyes.

"Thank you." She smiles back at you. Finally accepting your sincereity.

"Not to mention, she's kind of a babe." You wink at her.

"Ughhh, I know!" She blushes and tips her head back to look at the ceiling.

...

Ashlyn walked out a few minutes later. "Hey guys." She says groggily.

"What up?" You high-five her as she shuffles past.

Ali gets up to pour her a coffee but Ashlyn puts a hand on her shoulder to keep her in her seat. "I got it. Sit. Hang out with your brother." She kisses the top of Ali's head and moves to the counter as you give your sister the thumbs up.

Ali just rolls her eyes. "So you guys had fun last night?"

Ashlyn tells the bartender story and Ali has zero jealousy in her eyes. She fully trusts her and it makes you trust her too. Ali laughs at Ashlyn's impression of the girl.

"That's $18." She imitates, hand on her hip, pretty much dead-on. And you all laugh at the situation. "I tell ya." Ashlyn continues. "Girls are crazy."

"Yea. That's half the reason I'm gay." You joke and sip your coffee.

"Yea... me too." Ashlyn laughs and moves a step out of Ali's possible reach. You spit out coffee from laughing so hard and laugh even harder when Ali drops her jaw at the comment. She can't keep a straight face for long and eventually joins in the laughter.

"I never should have introduced you two." She chuckled and shook her head at the sight of the two of you laughing together.

...

The next few days fly by and it's the last night of their visit. You're not ready for them to leave. Either one of them.

The three of you have dinner reservations and decide to watch one more California sunset at the beach beforehand. You're all sitting on the swings looking out over the ocean as the sun sets behind it.

"I'm gonna go take a picture." Ashlyn says as she gets up to walk toward the water. You know she's trying to give you two some time together.

You and Ali continue conversation and watch as Ashlyn's silhouettte takes pictures in the distance. You go on with your story and eventually notice Ali's attention slipping. You look again to Ashlyn at the water's edge. Her phone is no longer out for pictures and she's just watching the sun melt away around the curve of the Earth. She's absorbing it one last time.

When you look back to Ali she's smiling at the scene in front of her. You nudge her with your shoulder.

"Go." You say encouragingly and she turns to look you in the eyes.

"Sorry. Finish your story." She apologizes. _Caught staring._

"Seriously, go." You smile and she returns it but doesn't move. "Gooo!" You push her gently from behind to coax her along and she goes with it. She wanted to anyway. "I'll still be here when you get back." You laugh softly.

"Thanks." She hugs you before turning to walk to the water. She takes a few steps but turns to face you again as she walks backward. "I lied before... THIS is the happiest I've ever been." She corrected herself and she turned again to run to the ocean. Toward the love of her life.

She didn't even need to tell you that. You knew by the look in her eye when she introduced you two at the airport. And the look she gave Ashlyn when she stayed up to hang out with you. But mostly by the way she looked at Ashlyn in silent moments- like she couldn't help it. You knew that look of love. And you're grateful Ali found such a great person to hold hers.


	2. Chris

**Summary for the Chapter:**

> I had to do a Harris one...

Chris and Ashlyn always talked about girls when they got together. Always. They would leave out the details because, after all, they were brother and sister but the rest was fair game.

And when Ashlyn was home for any period of time- their two groups of friends would go out together and Chris got to see her "A game". Charming girls. Getting their phone #. Etc...

Until one day, it stopped.

Ashlyn wasn't talking to him about girls at all. She was hardly even commenting on his stories. And when they went out- she played it cool.

One night, during a two month period where Ashlyn was home between NT camps, she went out with Chris' friends for a few drinks.

A "bangin' hot" girl was blatantly hitting on Ashlyn the entire night. But Ashlyn wanted nothing to do with it.

"What's up with you?" Chris nudged her. She seemed fine otherwise so he wasn't sure what was going on.

"Nothing. Why?"

"You gonna get that or what?" Chris' friend, Andy, nodded his head toward the girl.

Ashlyn just looked at her, completely uninterested, and shook her head 'no', completely apathetic to the notion of taking this girl home. "Nah."

Chris gave her a weird look and decided to let it go for now.

...

The next day, Chris shuffled out of his room to find his sister up and dressed. She had already gone for a run too. He stopped and stared at her for a minute while rubbing his eyes.

"How are you functioning right now? I'm so hungover." He groaned and walked to the fridge.

"I only had two beers." She was glad she felt better than he did.

"What the hell? You're so weird lately." He pointed out.

Ashlyn just pushed him and pretended to be appalled. "Now is that any way to talk to your sister?!" She teased.

"If she's being weird- yea." He joked back.

...

Ash went to lunch with her friends and came back a few hours later to find Chris BBQing on the back deck.

"Hey..." He said as she walked out. "A few of us are going to Miami next weekend. Want to come?" He suggested, knowing his sister could never turn down a trip to Miami.

"I'm just going to hang out here." She said. "Have fun though. That sounds awesome." She smiled.

"What is your deal?!" Chris pressed. _Why the heck is she so happy about doing nothing?_

"My deal?" Ashlyn laughed at him.

"Yea, you've been... different lately. You don't drink. You ignore girls. You pass up Miami. Let me repeat... Mi-am-i."

Ashlyn laughed. "I don't know. Just don't feel like it doing all that anymore." She hadn't noticed a change until he pointed it out. She didn't mind. This was nice.

"What are you- like dating someone or something?" He asked jokingly.

Ashlyn froze at that. She got quiet and looked down at her hands. "Don't you think if I was dating someone you would know?" She partially accused.

Chris studied her for a second but accepted that answer. "Yea, I guess so." He said and turned back to the grill.

Ashlyn never seriously dated anyone so he believed it.

...

She walked to her room and closed the door. She flopped down on her bed and took out her phone to send a text.

"Not telling people sucks."

Her phone went off a minute later...

Text from Alex. "I know :( Let's talk tomorrow. Can't wait to see you :)"

She wasn't expecting Ali to agree. She was mostly just venting. Maybe Ali had a similar run-in.

It was always Ali who was unsure of letting people know. A few girls on the team figured it out but that was about it. They kept it to themselves, especially because they're best friends... and sometimes teammates. And neither of them wanted to deal with public attention and pressure.

"See you tomorrow." She tossed her phone and smiled. Tomorrow was way too far away.

...

The drive to Ali's mom's house took forever in Ashlyn's mind, but really it was only three hours.

She was about five minutes away when Ali called her.

"Hey!" She smiled.

"Where are you?" Ali asked impatiently.

"Like... a half hour away." Ashlyn lied.

"Ughhh. You're killing me!" Ali whined.

"I'll be there soon. See you then." Ashlyn shook her head and hung up the call.

Two minutes later she was at Ali's door.

...

Ali crushed her in a hug like they hadn't seen each other in months. 

"I missed you." Ali whispered and held tighter.

"I missed you too, baby."

...

"Is that Ashlyn?" She heard Ali's mom call from the kitchen as they walked down the hall.

Ashlyn's face lit up. "Deb!" She called but Ali pulled her back.

Ashlyn narrowed her eyes, waiting for an explanation.

Ali looked her straight in the eye, her eyes were wide. "I told my mom." She blurted out in a whisper and Ashlyn's stomach dropped.

That was the last thing she was expecting Ali to say. Not only that, but it didn't give Ashlyn time to react. She freaked out for a second until Deb rounded the corner and wrapped her in a hug. The same way she always did when she saw Ashlyn.

"Hi, my dear. How was your trip?" She said as she finally let go of the hug.

Ashlyn saw Ali smile over her mom's shoulder and it relaxed her.

"G-good. It was good."

"Well that's good to hear." She smiled. "Are you hungry? I'm heading to town- maybe we can all grab lunch?" Her mom always adored Ashlyn.

"Mom..." Ali butted in. "Let the girl breathe." She laughed.

"Oh, alright. I'm just happy you're here. Maybe tomorrow. I'm sure you two have some catching up to do." She winked at them.

Ali's jaw dropped. "Mommmm!" She was completely embarrassed and surprised by that. 

"I'll see you girls later." She headed out for the day.

"Bye!" Ashlyn called after her and winked at Ali.

...

"So... you told your mom?" Ashlyn asked later when they sat down on the lounge chair outside. It caught Ali off guard. 

Ali's back was to the back of the lounger and Ashlyn sat between her legs, leaning into her girlfriend.

"I did. Last night. I couldn't lie anymore." Ali confessed.

"A little warning would have been nice." Ashlyn mostly teased.

"I know." Ali kissed her palm. "I just didn't want to scare you away." She smiled.

"Impossible..." Ashlyn shook her head. "What did she say? When you told her, I mean." Ashlyn asked.

Ali smiled when she pushed the subject. She knew Ashlyn really wanted to talk about it.

"That she could see how happy I am and that's all that matters. And we all know how much she loves you."

Ashlyn propped herself up... "Yea, but you're not just telling people 'hey, I've been dating Ashlyn for three months' you're also telling them you're... gay." Ashlyn was careful with the word.

But Ali didn't seem affected. "So...?" She didn't see what the big deal was.

It made Ashlyn smile. She leaned back and relaxed at Ali's acceptance.

"It's only been three months?" Ali asked after a moment.

"Officially... yes." Ashlyn nodded.

"And unofficially?" Ali questioned with a smirk.

Ashlyn turned to her and rolled her eyes. "Forever."

...

"Are you going to tell anyone?" Ali asked and Ashlyn sat up again.

"I mean, they all know I like girls. So that part is long over with..." She paused for a second. "I would love to tell people you're my girlfriend but... only if you're okay with that."

"I guess I'm okay with being your girlfriend." Ali teased.

"I meant- if you're okay with me telling people." Ashlyn clarified.

Ali pulled her closer. "I know what you meant." She said softly. "I think we _should_ tell people. Not like make a public announcement or anything but our friends and family."

Ashlyn agreed.

"Good. Now Chris will stop calling me weird." Ashlyn laughed.

"Why'd he do that?" Ali took a sip of her wine.

"I passed up going to Miami with them." Ashlyn shrugged.

"Oh... but you just looove Miami!" Ali said sarcastically. She knew of Ashlyn's endeavors there- after all they had been best friends for years. Miami was always Ashlyn's downfall.

To quote her in a drunken voicemail to Ali a year ago... "So. Many. Girls. Not enough time."

Ali would hate to admit she immediately deleted that voicemail and pretended it didn't happen because she was extremely jealous of any girl with Ashlyn.

Ashlyn would hate to admit she drank too much because was wallowing in self-pity over the fact she could never have Ali. And then she decided to call her to make her jealous.

They never spoke of it.

"I did love Miami. I love this more though." She pulled Ali's leg closer and kissed the top of her knee.

If you told Ashlyn a year ago this would be her life she'd never believe it. But she was madly in love with how it turned out.

...

When Ashlyn got back home she was excited to finally be open about things. She was waiting so long for this but was respectful of Ali's apprehension. 

Chris and Ashlyn were sitting on the dock at their mom's house, just hanging out before dinner with the family later.

"So..." Ashlyn started, trying to conceal a smile. "I have a girlfriend." She said smoothly.

Chris turned to her quickly. "I knew something was different!" He lightly punched her shoulder and then patted her on the back.

"Yea, yea, yea." She laughed.

"I freaking knew it." He chuckled. "So... Who is she?" He pried. Chris liked a little bit of gossip every now and then. He also was protective of his sister.

"...Ali." She clenched her teeth. Letting him process it.

Chris slowly turned to her with narrowed eyes. "Shut the fuck up!" He didn't believe her.

"It's true." She nodded.

"Like Ali, Ali?" He tried to find an ounce of deceit in her expression.

"Yea. Her."

"No fucking way!" He was borderline astonished.

"Yes way, man." Ashlyn nudged him.

"Oh my god, Ash. She's cute, really cute... like hot."

"I know." Ashlyn agreed through a chuckle and gave him a weird look.

"Not that I didn't think you could get a girl like that but... damn!" He was still in disbelief. "Fuck Miami." He threw his hands up in the air like he was giving up.

They talked about the situation between her and Ali for a little bit. When it started. Why no one knew.

Chris eventually put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her in. "I didn't mean to give you shit, sis. If I knew you had a biddy I would have let it go." He apologized and teased at the same time.

"Its cool." She rested her head on his shoulder and smiled before continuing. "But if you call my girl a 'biddy' again I _will_ fight you."

That was all the clarification Chris needed. He smiled because, kidding or not, Ashlyn's never been protective of any girl. Until now.

...


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